Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 919: The end of the Fang family

Looking at Song Wuji who was only half the height of an adult and hadn't even changed his voice, all the respected scholars fell silent.

Say one thousand, say ten thousand, this is still a child!

Who will go down and fight him?

Win the fight, you are bullying the child!

If you lose the fight, you can't even win the fight with your children!

Confucianism has a dark heart, while Taoism is hot.

Bamboo Forest Martial Arts, black-hearted!

What's more, everyone has heard about this kid's combat prowess.

The Mantian Luhutu tribe is a large tribe of 100,000 people, and it was this kid who led the way, leading more than a dozen martial arts arrogances, into the king's account, and led Luhutu to the head of the barbarian emperor. The work of half a cup of tea.

I am afraid that only the Eastern King and the Northern King can fight against him.

For a while, there was silence in Fangcheng Square.

"Martial Dao is the fourth great way of the human race." At this time, a voice suddenly came from Fangcheng Mountain, "Why doesn't this old man know when Martial Dao became the way of the bamboo forest?"

"Yu Wuji, do you dare to say that these martial arts disciples have inherited your orthodoxy?"

As soon as this remark came out, many spectators were slightly taken aback, and then their expressions became playful.

It stands to reason that people like Song Wuji, Adamo, and Xie Xiaofeng have already been included in the Zhulin roster, which means that the proper third-generation disciples of the Zhulin have not escaped.

Therefore, there is no problem for them to play on behalf of Zhulin this time.

But from another perspective, this time it is a dispute over the Holy Way, a debate about "Confucianism" in Confucianism. If it is a disciple who is immersed in Chen Luo's Tao of Xinxue, even if the Tao of Xinxue returns to the world of mortals, that is justified.

But Song Wuji, this is a martial arts talent with a strong root, even if the restrictions are relaxed to allow him to participate in Taoist affairs, it makes sense, but it seems a bit inappropriate to just represent the Zhulin Zhanfang family.

"But speaking of it, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove don't seem to have many apprentices..." A Confucian who watched the battle said softly, "Mr. Zhulin San has three disciples, but they are all from the monster clan, and they follow the way of the monster clan's blood." .”

"Mr. Wu has set up schools widely to promote the orthodoxy of the bamboo forest, but those disciples can only be regarded as registered disciples and are not included in the bamboo forest roster."

"If I really want to say it, only Mang Lao Si has a serious Confucian disciple, Wei Yan and Wei Tianyi, who seem to have just stepped into the second-rank realm."

At this time, another great Confucian beside him smiled and said: "This battle does not require third-generation disciples to fight, as long as it is under ten thousand miles. The fourth mang you mentioned just now has not yet set foot Are you in Wanli?"

"There have long been rumors in the Confucian scholars: there are eight of the Seven Sages in the Bamboo Grove, and only the fourth is in the world of mortals!"

Just as he said these words, the Confucian suddenly felt that countless birds flew over his soul, disrupting his homeland and the world, and made himself a little bit out of strength, unable to gather the power of his soul.

"It's not for a gentleman to ridicule behind his back." A faint voice rang in his ear, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleamed with blue light, and he saw a woman with an extraordinary temperament sitting close to him high above the sky. On top of Ye Feizhou, he was holding a wine jug in his hand, with a graceful demeanor.

"Li Yi'an, Shu Yuci sage!" The great Confucian's complexion changed, and he suddenly remembered the gossip about the new semi-sage and Zhulin Mang's fourth child, and hurriedly bowed his hands to express his apology.

At this time, on the square, everyone's eyes were on Zhu Sheng Yu Wuji, wanting to hear how he answered this question.

Obviously, the Fang family wanted to use this statement to separate the bamboo forest from martial arts. Once the bamboo forest loses the strength of martial arts, its deterrent effect will be much smaller.

As the saying goes, the name is upright, and the name here refers to the orthodox orthodoxy!

However, Song Wuji did not panic at all, but raised his head to look at the direction of the sound, and said calmly: "Teacher taught me, if you want to ask questions, don't hide in the dark."

"Get down for me!"

Speaking, Song Wuji stretched out his hand, grasped his palm, and then fell down suddenly. Suddenly, a figure seemed to be caught by a huge force, and smashed through the door of a study in the middle of the mountain, directly like a shooting star. General fell heavily on the square, the dust and smoke cleared away, revealing a fat figure with a pair of mustaches.

"Why ask!" Suddenly someone recognized the great Confucianist, "He's a member of the family."

"The semi-sage of the He family is a disciple of Fang Tianhu, and he is very close to the Fang family. No wonder he speaks out!"

Then why bother to get up from the ground, looking at Song Wuji in front of him, he suddenly felt hot all over his face, and said angrily, "Destroy the gentleness!"

"Yellow mouth boy, I know you are the pride of heaven, if you use force to suppress others, I will not accept it!"

"I don't think there is such a reason in this world!"

"Tell me first, why do you represent the orthodoxy of the bamboo forest!"

Song Wuji looked back at Chen Luo, Chen Luo nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on Song Wuji's face immediately.

It's just that this smile looks a little hideous and terrifying in He Biwen.

Song Wuji looked at He Biwen again, and said, "Because the reason is the same."

"Martial arts are nothing more than the appearance of the world of mortals, and human desires are the principles of the world of mortals."

"The sages of my Taoism, who chased after Lu Zu Xiangshan, Chen Zu Baisha, and Shizu Zhusheng, all agree that the reason why the human race is a human being is that the heart is brilliant, and I am me!"

"Learn from the martial ancestors at home, integrate the principles of the sages, and learn the Dao happily. Do you know why the Dao of Xinxue is born by attaching to the Dao of Hongchen, not the Dao of Confucianism?"

"Because—"

"The law of heaven is coming out of people!"

"The proper place of human desire is the law of heaven!"

"The world of mortals desires, colorful and splendid, governing the world in peace, and the direction of great harmony."

"Tell me, are we the orthodoxy of the bamboo forest?"

After Song Wuji finished speaking, he put one hand behind his back, looking like a young master.

But at this time, not only the great Confucianists present, but also the saints above the sky fell silent.

Obviously, Song Wuji did not comprehend this truth. Even if Song Wuji is a genius, this knowledge still needs time to polish, not to mention that it has only been a few days since Chen Luo created the Dao of Mind Learning.

However, since Song Wuji uttered these words, the meaning is richer.

If it was Chen Luo who said this, then it should be reasonable, after all, he is the last disciple of Bamboo Sage, so it is reasonable to say so.

But if it is Song Wuji, there seems to be the meaning of martial arts inheritance.

Mind theory says that knowledge and action are one, and this martial art is obviously action.

What about "knowledge"?

Obviously, it is necessary to learn from Confucian principles.

The Confucian principles here are the principles of mind that originated from Lu Xiangshan.

For a long time, most people in the martial arts thought that Confucianism had little to do with them, but as long as this word spread today, no matter what people in martial arts think of Confucianism, they must read a few books. a bit.

"Using Confucianism as a clue to correct martial arts?" Someone bowed his head in thought.

"It's just like this, Fang Li has nothing to say." Some people nodded and said with a smile, "Yang Mou!"

The current situation is that Song Wuji's words are tantamount to telling Confucianism and the Holy Church that I plan to post with you, do you want it?

Who dares to say no, believe it or not, Han Changli threw the temple down and smashed him to death!

In the high heavens, the half-holy idea goes further.

"The law of heaven comes from people!" A half-sage repeated it lightly, and then sighed, "The bamboo forest is planning to completely seal Fang Li's 'law of heaven'!"

"I believe in the principles of heaven, but not the principles of heaven that the Fang family said. The principles of heaven are not those rigid etiquette, but the appropriateness of human desires!"

"Tell me, why bother to ask if you have enmity with Fang's family, just fight, why bother to ask?" Some people who are not Fang Li, but who are familiar with Fang Li sigh softly, "Why bother?" Provoke them!"

"Exactly! If Chen Luo said this in person, he might still be caught in a debate, but Song Wuji..." Another great scholar sighed, "He's still a child..."

"What he said is a bit imprecise. If it is a discussion, he can't argue, but at that age, as long as the meaning is there, it will be fine!"

"The first game, I'm heartbroken!"

At this time on the square, Why bother to know what an outrageous trick he made, and then looking at Song Wuji with a childlike face, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

Ever since Song Wuji threw him from the middle of the mountain, he knew that he was no match for the kid in front of him.

But you can't just go down like this.

I have come all the way, and my wife from the Fang family has helped me a lot!

Why bother to ask and sigh: "Song Xiaoyou, why do you need to ask me, I ask you..."

"No need!" Song Wuji waved his hand, "Your mind has been taken away by me, you can't use 70% of your cultivation base, go down and rest."

After finishing speaking, Song Wuji raised his head, looked at the cliff in the square again, and said loudly: "Three generations of disciples in the bamboo forest, Song Wuji, please fight against the great scholars of the Fang family!"

"Who dares to fight!"

Still no one spoke, at this time Song Wuji suddenly took out a jade slip from his bosom, and crushed it in full view.

Then...

As the gramophone was crushed, the voice of "Song Wuji, a disciple of the third generation of the bamboo forest... who dares to fight" began to be repeated over and over again, and it was transmitted thousands of miles away with special fluctuations...

The faces of the people present all changed.

Mistake.

Why bother to ask that sentence?

That counts.

My heart is dark!

Chen Luo opened his mouth, facing the eyes of several senior brothers and sisters looking at him, he was also a little speechless.

He guessed that the Fang family would talk about Taoism, so he gave Song Wuji a small fire in advance, but the matter of repeating the leftovers really has nothing to do with him.

"Teacher, listen to my explanation..." Chen Luo just wanted to explain to Yu Wuji when he caught sight of Yu Wuji sticking out a thumb from under his sleeve!

Seeing this, Chen Luo sighed softly.

"It's all the big brother and the seventh brother who taught well, and the disciples dare not take credit for it."

The Fang family, hurry up and destroy it, it's very tiring.

…

Sure enough, the repeating sound wave's attack finally achieved results.

After defeating ten great scholars of the Fang family one after another, Song Wuji was still weak because of his young age.

Then, Su Qianqian came on stage!

Compared to Song Wuji, Su Qianqian's strikes were much sharper, and the killing intent impressed the spectators deeply. Even Ling Chuchu wanted Su Qianqian to go and stay with her for a while.

After defeating 18 Fang Li masters in one fell swoop, Aji came on stage instead.

There is no suspense.

From the station at noon to the sunset, Aji alone blocked the challenge of nearly fifty Fang Li masters. By the time Zhulin Mang's fourth brother made his debut as the finale under Wanli, there was no longer a second-rank Confucian in Fang Li's side.

However, for Fang Li's camp, the real nightmare has only just begun.

Because of the level of the battlefield, it has been promoted to the Qiankun realm.

If it was just a competition before, now it really involves the great way!

Everyone looked towards the bamboo forest, and under the Bamboo Sacred Seat, everyone shook their heads lightly.

Lang Feixian, Ling Chuchu, Bai Xiao, Wang Yusheng, Chen Luo...

How to fight this?

Although they knew that the bamboo forest was very strong, everyone still took a deep breath when they saw this scene.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, Chen Luo yawned and walked onto the square.

…

"Three years ago, I first entered the capital!" Chen Luo said as he walked, his voice was small, but it could reach everyone's ears.

"At that time, I was fortunate to relieve the worries of the human race, engrave treasures, and get permission to visit the sages of the temple."

"I worship Fang Sheng, but the Fang family, because of personal grievances, does not allow Fang Sheng's image to be worshiped by me!"

"Today, besides the moral dispute, I have one more thing to deal with."

Chen Luo stopped and smiled: "Please leave the statue of Fang Sheng away from Fang's house!"

"Don't use your unfilial incense to stain Fang Sheng's image!"

As soon as Chen Luo finished speaking, a roar came from the void: "Presumptuous!"

Immediately, the void twisted, and two semi-sages of the Fang family walked out of the void, and they all shot at Chen Luo. For a moment, the holy prestige was permeated, and all the great scholars present felt wrapped in great truth, impacting their hearts Dao heart.

Almost at the same time, streaks of blue light fell from the sky, wrapping the square, controlling the coercion of the Holy Dao from spreading outward, and finally made the Confucianists present feel better.

It is reasonable to say that when the holy way is fighting, a void battlefield should be opened up, but the square here is special, but it is blessed by the secret method, so there is no need to enter the void to fight. It's just that the aftermath of the battle needs other half-sages to stop it.

Looking at the two half-sages rushing forward, Chen Luo stood still without any movement.

"Is it a branch of the Fang family?" Chen Luo said calmly, "It's not easy, everyone has a good cultivation level."

During the speech, the seven-colored energy on Chen Luo's body suddenly surged, and directly swung away the attacks of the two half-sages of the Fang family.

"Use martial arts, count me as bullying you!"

"Didn't you say to preserve the principles of nature and eliminate human desires?"

"Try it, do you want to die?"

The next moment, Chen Luo nodded between his eyebrows, and the colorful air turned into whirlpools. In the whirlpools, scenes emerged, and the faces could not be seen clearly.

Emperors and generals! Traffickers and pawns! Gifted and beautiful! Scholars, farmers, businessmen!

Birth, old age, sickness and death! Love and Hatred! Greed, hatred, hatred! Emotions, sorrows and joys!

"I have a way, which comes from the heart, acts according to the heart, investigates things to know, the unity of knowledge and action, and leads to conscience!"

"Two reviewers please!"

With a wave of Chen Luo's palm, the seven-colored aura instantly enveloped the two semi-sages of the Fang family like a cloud.

The next moment, above the cloud and mist, there were phantoms of two ancestral halls emerging. The ancestral halls were majestic, but at this moment they were attacked by colorful aura.

"Fang etiquette is really boring, even the world of Confucianism seems to be carved out of a template!"

At this moment, only the shouts of two semi-saints came from the colorful mist.

"Ming'e, I blame you! Ming'e!"

"Son, I made a mistake for my father, I made a mistake for my father..."

As the two voices sounded, cracks began to appear in the ancestral hall that was attacked by the colorful.

Chen Luo took a deep breath and waved his hand again. Immediately, the seven-colored aura turned into two charms and stuck them on the ancestral hall. Immediately, the phantom of the ancestral hall dissipated like bubbles, but a stone inkstone and a jadeite stone appeared. Wrapped in colorful air, it fell into Chen Luo's palm.

At this time, the colorful clouds and mist that enveloped the two half-sages of the Fang family also quickly dissipated, leaving only the two half-sages of the Fang family standing there with pale faces. Because, it seems that they have all fallen into the holy realm.

Looking at the stone inkstone and jade in his hand, the two treasures of enlightenment, Chen Luo said: "I will hand over this treasure to the holy hall. When will the two of you realize a new truth, and when can you go to the holy hall to get it back?" , Refining again!"

The two semi-sages from the Fang family branch looked at each other after hearing the words, and then bowed to Chen Luo together, and their figures disappeared in place.

Seeing the disappearance of the two semi-sacred figures from the branches of the Fang family, Chen Luo smiled lightly, looked forward again, and said, "Fang Zhiru, Fang Zhiwu, won't you come?"

"Chen Luo!" At this time, four phantoms appeared in the sky, lined up, "The two junior brothers Fang are the patriarchs of the Fang family today, how can we start now?"

"In terms of combat power, I can't match you when I flatter you."

"But today is still a dispute of reason."

"The reasoning and supernatural powers you just said about human desires in the world of mortals are quite interesting, do you dare to let the four of us go into details together?"

Looking at the four half-sages, Chen Luo frowned.

The four half-sages are the proud disciples of Fang Tianhu, the former head of the Fang family.

It is said that Fang Tianhu has made a lot of contributions to enlightenment. Among the disciples he passed on, there are a total of 18 canonized saints, including Han Yiren, the second half-sage who opposed him before, who is also the biggest support of the Fang family.

"Don't say four, even if eighteen of you brothers and sisters come together, I can take this job!" Chen Luo smiled, and the seven-colored air was re-steaming from his body.

The four half-sages also looked solemn, looking at the colorful world gathered by Chen Luo, their hearts were extremely alert.

According to the original deployment, their "Eighteen Saints of Tianhu Lake" should call out one by one and fight with wheels. But Chen Luo's supernatural power is completely restraining their existence.

After all, "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires", they not only destroy other people's desires, but also destroy a lot of them in order to become enlightened.

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Among them, there are naturally things they can't let go of.

If you want them to have endless water, you may have to go to the realm of saints.

Exactly so, if they go in one by one, the truth will soon be broken. Only when their cultivation principles complement each other can they compete for a while.

"Unfortunately, Brother Tang and the others haven't arrived yet." A half-sage murmured.

In fact, the four of them still have loopholes, but for some reason, the other senior brothers have not rushed to Fangcheng yet.

While the four half-sages were thinking, Chen Luo's colorful red dust had already condensed into shape, and he rushed towards the four of them. The four of them were filled with holy prestige, and they walked into it together.

This time, the time is slightly longer, about half a cup of tea.

On the colorful world of mortals, there emerged four phantom silhouettes of Confucianism heaven and earth, still four ancestral halls.

At this time, the heartfelt voices of the Four Sages also resounded in the colorful world of mortals.

"Daughter, my father shouldn't force you to marry that hypocrite, let alone reconcile you, baby, come back..."

"Aguo, I know that you are a servant girl for me to study, I know it all, but I dare not admit it..."

"Daddy, you killed mother, don't you think I don't know?"

"Ami, brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The next moment, the phantom of the ancestral hall began to shatter, and then the colorful charms were concocted in the same way to suppress the shattered phantom, and the phantom dissipated and turned into——

Four identical golden petals?

Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, and even the calm Zhusheng changed his expression.

"Huh? This is a complete set of treasures of enlightenment?" Chen Luo waved his sleeves, and was about to take the four golden petals into his hands. At this moment, the void shook, and two semi-sages walked out of it .

"Chen Luo, you can take anything, but you can't take this thing away!"

The speakers are the two ancestors of the Fang family, Fang Zhiru and Fang Zhiwu.

It's just that at this time, they are full of righteousness and righteousness, and their holy power is soaring, and they are all three-question half-sages!

In such a startled effort, Fang Zhiru and Fang Zhiwu took away two golden petals, and then the figure disappeared in place immediately.

Almost at the same time, a great Confucian rushed over, landed on the square, and shouted into the air: "On the Holy Church, please be the master of my teacher."

"His old man~IndoMTL.com~has passed away!"

This sudden change stunned the audience, even Chen Luo, who was about to chase the two ancestors of the Fang family, paused. Looking at the great Confucian who reported the funeral, his heart sank.

That great Confucian is a disciple of Han Yiren, the Second Question and a Half Sage!

"Teacher!" Chen Luo looked at Zhu Sheng, who frowned and said, "I'll stay here, Yu Sheng will go after Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru with you."

"The petals..."

"It is Fang Sheng's treasure of enlightenment!"

…

Under the sky.

Fang Zhigu looked in the direction of the sky and sighed faintly.

"No way!"

"Exposed..."